I turned her to face the wall and leaned over her back to hold her hands in place. She looked over her shoulder at me as if finally realizing that it was too much of a coincidence that I could follow the guidelines in her mind so perfectly without her uttering a word.
I didn’t give her what she wanted right away though; instead I got down behind her on the marble floor and with the warm spray from the eight head shower flowing down on me and all around me, took her ass cheeks between my hands and brought her pussy to my mouth from behind.
I elongated my tongue and licked the door to her womb. Three licks in and her pussy was wet and overflowing into my mouth. “Lucien!” There it is, that’s what I’ve been waiting for, that pleading note of desperation in her voice. Now the fun begins.
I’d fucked her so long and so often in the last day and a half that I knew her body inside and out, knew just where to touch, where to lick, and how much she could take before losing control
I let the tips of my thumbs play in the crease of her ass, going close to her tight little rosebud but not close enough to ease the ache that was now building there. She pushed her cunt back hard against my mouth taking my tongue even deeper and fucking it like a cock as she climbed up on her toes to get the most out of her tongue fucking.
She was literally climbing the wall by the time I got to my feet and pressed her against it. This vision of hers a lesser man could not have handled, but I was more than ready for the job. I lifted her off her feet with her back to my chest and sat her on my straining cock until all that held her up from falling was my cock shoved up inside her.
Once again I didn’t have to do much. As soon as my cock was lodged securely inside her she started fucking herself on my length like she’d been starved for cock. The little dance she did on my cock made standing still impossible and pretty soon I was digging into her with my cock, going even deeper as her pussy owned me.
She strained and reached for orgasm but each time she got close I pulled back, building her frustration. I wanted her to beg me, to know that I controlled whether or not she came.
She flopped around on my cock and smacked her hand against the wall when I didn’t bring her off, or let her get herself off. And when I went after her clit with my fingers and she slammed herself down hard on my iron hard rod I thought that I had gone too far.
She was crying in frustration now but I was more intent on the child in her womb and if we’d hurt him with that last move. “Okay-okay!” I soothed her and pressed down on her clit. I nipped the mark on her neck between my teeth while gliding my cock in deep, just where she needed it to be.
“Better?” She was so far gone she answered me with a nod of her head, something she wouldn’t have done had her pussy not taken over her brain. I leaned back with her hips held firmly in my hands and looked down between us at her ass and the hair at the base of my cock; she’d taken all of me. All fourteen inches, buried deep in her pregnant pussy. “You have a tight little ass!”
I felt her muscles tighten and her head fell back on my shoulder before she opened her mouth and screamed. As someone who could usually hold out for hours without even coming close, I realize that with her I barely last an hour if that. I’m almost always ready to cum even before I get inside her, all because she’s mine, only mine.
I bit into her flesh now, grazing my teeth along the mark of the dragon and the four stars that was the crest of the royal family, something that only a select few will ever be blessed with and felt her cum again, dragging my seed from my balls that should’ve been long drained as much as I’ve cum in her in the last few hours.
She turned her head for my lips and we shared a kiss while she was still feeling the effects of her sexual high. I knew in another second or two she’d be up to her shit again, so I enjoyed it while it lasted. When we both needed to breathe, she more than I, I let her feet down and turned her around after turning off the water.
I picked her up and headed back to the tub where the water was still warm and stepped in with her in my arms. She cuddled up to my chest as the steam rose around us and I held her as she drifted off to sleep. The kid is really doing a number on her; she sleeps more than a newborn kitten because of him.
I looked in on him too and he was fast asleep for once, and not sticking his nose in my business! She didn’t budge when I lifted her out of the water ten minutes later, or when I got her dressed in another one of my thousand dollar shirts that looked way better on her.
I too was tired after a whole day spent with the sun up, so when I put her to bed on the fresh sheets Dennis’ meddling ass had snuck in here and changed while we were in the bathroom, I climbed in beside her. My once cold unaffected heart rolled over in my chest when she turned into me and threw her arm across my chest with her head on my shoulder. Bliss!
Lucien
Shit! The fuck do they want? I came awake because of a constant nagging buzz in my ear and intercepted a telepathic call from her sisters. I blocked it before it could awaken her. She needed her sleep and I didn’t need the headache. I know I’m going to have to deal with them sooner or later but that could wait. Preferably a year or two!
I studied her face in repose, still getting use to her beauty. I’m vain as fuck so the fact that my woman is extremely beautiful and will grow more so with time, did me just fine. I’d reached the stage where I can’t wait to show her off one minute and not willing to share her with anyone the next.
The thought of seeing her dressed in the traditional royal robes of my people and watch them fall all over themselves to please her was enticing, because all vampyre are vain, in fact all immortals come to think of it. But then I imagine the men lusting after her and that won’t be good for anyone, least of all them.
As crown princess consort and future empress, all eyes will be on her as soon as word spreads of our union. In the weeks ahead she’s going to be put through rigorous etiquette and comportment training, something I plan to keep a very close eye on because I don’t want anything about her to change. Not even the fact that she’s borderline nuts with her multiple personality shit.
I don’t want her to become stiff and lifeless like so many of the noble women of my clan, don’t want her to lose that spark under a heavy burden of strict protocol because she had the misfortune to become my wife.
Now that we’d passed the worst hurdle we’ll ever have to face I was able to let my mind go to all these places, to dwell on all these things that wouldn’t have mattered had I killed her the first time we fucked. “I won’t let them change you!”
I kissed her brow before pulling back to run the back of my fingertips along her cheek where her color had improved considerably from the night before. Gone was the look of worry and the almost sickly parlor that had befallen her when she thought she was running for her life.
She’d probably fight me to the death to deny it, but she seemed more at peace than even when I first met her, before this all started. And her mind was clear in slumber, there were no dark clouds hanging over her thoughts. Something I’m sure will change with her waking hours when she’ll no doubt be back to nagging and giving me shit.
She sighed and moved in closer, rubbing her cheek against the warmth of my hand before settling down again. Her sisters were calling out for her and I could feel their fear growing the longer she went without answering.